I'm sorry I haven't posted in awhile. You see, I was kidnapped by my parents and whisked away to sunny Phoenix for the holidays. It's glorious. I bet everyone in Montana is totally jealousssssss.
One thing about being a female and living in montana during the winters is that you really don't have to shave your legs all that often. Gross. I know. But the chilly winters allow me to have an extra ten minutes of sleep in the morning. plus no one ever sees your legs until march.
Now that I've been down here I realize I should probably shave my legs every day. Especially because as I was laying in the grass wearing shorts and soaking up some vitamin d Caderyn came up, rubbed his hands on my legs and said "it's a puppy?"
Well. I shaved them shortly after that.
Happy hair free holidays!